Never happen.
He wouldn’t be there a week before someone dug him up and... uh... placed him elsewhere.
Never happen.
He wouldn’t be there a week before someone dug him up and... uh... placed him elsewhere.
That person would be me. I live nearby. I promise to dig up his worthless hide and drag it over into the Potomac, AFTER covering it in bacon for the fish/sharks/gators/whatever lives in the Potomac to gnaw on.